Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 22

She was making a spectacle of herself in front of him, and it was downright rude.

Elysia took several deep breaths in the shadows, working to calm her frazzled nerves.

Seeing her regain her composure, Tarquin’s voice was icy as he demanded, “Alright, spill it. What was yesterday’s fiasco all about?”

Elysia tilted her chin defiantly and countered, “What fiasco are you talking about?”

“Who whisked you away? Where did you two fly off to after that? And, what’s your angle with me? Are you after my money or are you gunning for my life?”

Elysia was flabbergasted, “When did I ever try to get close to you? Yesterday, you came knocking at my door and hauled me away, and then the building suddenly caught fire. I took the chance to run for it. I’m not after your cash, and I certainly didn’t…”

She paused, biting her lip. If he was that brute, she might indeed want to throttle him.

“And didn’t what?” Tarquin pressed.

Elysia pouted, muttering, “Didn’t want to take

your

life!”

J

“Do you really think I’m buying any of this?” he bit back. “Well… believe it or not, I’m only telling you like it is!”

Tarquin asked, “So, where did you crash last night?”

He had sent people to the motel to look for her, but she was nowhere to be found. The motel owner aid they took off without even checking out.

With his current resources, if he couldn’t find someone in Jindale City, the biggest possibility was that man was covering their tracks well. And only someone with real skills could hide like that.

Elysia was clueless that it was Elliot who had tampered with the surveillance. She frowned and retorted, “What does it matter to you where I

her a frosty look, and Elysia’s heart skipped a

quite intimidating wheh

a little tiger, but now, cooled down, she

grumbled, “That’s my private affair, not something I’d share.”

just a private matter, or are

owe you…” The thought of the fifty

1/2

huffed and pulled out her

look at this you started it by bullying. Evan

glanced at the photo,

child’s tender leg was covered with a large bruise. It was painful even to look

1. at.

Your lady friend did that, probably your wife. That’s child abuse!

Tarquin was silent.

station has cameras. If you

doubt her word; he knew all too well what Nola was capable of. But what Nola did had nothing to do with him.

but your son did wreck

and

had their designated owners, and even in a marital relationship, she

wrist was all you,”

at the bite mark on his wrist and shrank back, her bravado deflating.

the conversation when she was at loss of words,

your kids

“Clean about what?”

real reason for getting close to me. Who’s pulling

you that I had no intention of getting

“If you don’t tell the

the truth!”